nanming man

Chapter 270 Refugees
Half an hour later, the evil Tartars took their women, belongings, and more than a dozen young and strong men who hadn't been killed, and went north laughing.

These young people are also a kind of wealth. They are full of people and do not do production. They really need some labor to cultivate the land for them.

After the Eight Banners soldiers entered Beizhili, they raced to enclose the land, and each of them was divided into a large piece of land.

Ordinary banner people can enclose [-] to [-] mu of land. Banner owners, princes and nobles, ranging from a few thousand mu to tens of thousands or more than a hundred thousand, need a lot of young and strong people to serve as serfs and help They farm.

Poor people in Beizhi, more than [-] landlords from outside the customs came, not to mention robbing the land, but also classifying them as slaves.

At this time, three Baijia, several leaders, and dozens of Tartars happily returned to the camp with the prisoners and food.

As soon as they left, the leaves in the forest suddenly moved, and three black armored soldiers appeared, looking at the Tartars away with hatred.

"Don't look! The third child and I are following, Xiao Qi, you go back and report, saying that the Tartar soldiers have passed Zhengzhou, and Zhengzhou may have fallen."

After a while, six war horses were pulled out from the woods, and a soldier got on the horse and clasped his fists, "Mr. Shao and third brother, be careful."

"Well, don't delay on your way back."

The young soldier nodded, clamped his horse's belly, twitched his whip, and left towards Nanjuechen.

At the turn of summer and autumn, the weather is abnormal, sometimes there is a squall and rain, and sometimes the sun is shining.

Kaifeng mansion, on the official road to the north of Xuzhou, a large group of soldiers marched north.

Gao Yihuan rode on a black horse and walked in the middle of the team. His head was a little dizzy from the sun. He couldn't help but look up at the sky, and his eyes hurt from the dizziness, so he hurriedly lowered his head again.

"Where are you going?" Gao Yihuan asked, holding the reins in his hand, riding slowly on the horse, and licking his lips.

Jin Shenghuan hurriedly beckoned, a cavalryman with several bamboo tubes on his back hurriedly urged his horse forward, untied a bamboo tube, took out a map from it, and handed it to Jin Shenghuan.

Jin Shenghuan took it, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and started to look at it immediately. After a while, he returned the picture to the soldiers, and then followed Gao Yihuan, "Marshal, after another [-] miles, we will arrive at Xinzheng."

When Gao Yihuan heard that there was only half a day left, he waved his hands and ordered: "Let brother rest for half an hour and eat lunch first."

After finishing speaking, he pulled the rein of the horse, got off the official road, got off the horse, and found a grass to sit down.

On the road, with the sound of drums and the waving of flags, the advancing army stopped immediately.

The soldiers did not run around, but walked to the side of the road in an organized manner, and sat neatly on the ground. The scene was actually quite spectacular.

The soldiers sat in a row, then took out dry food and water bottles, and took the time to eat and drink.

At this time, several generals gathered around Gao Yihuan and sat down, and began to eat something.

Gao Yihuan drank some water, handed the water bottle to the soldiers, and asked, "Did any news come back from the scouts you sent out?"

"The scouts going to Xinzheng have come back several times. Along the way, they found a large number of refugees heading south along the official road! There is no news from the scouts going to Zhengzhou." Jin Shenghuan replied.

Gao Yihuan frowned slightly, "Where do the refugees come from? Is it Xinzheng or Zhengzhou?"

"It seems to be coming from the direction of Zhengzhou!" Jin Shenghuan said.

At this time, a blurry black shadow appeared on the official road in the north, and the refugees had already appeared in sight.

Different from the orderly march of the officers and soldiers, the fleeing crowd became a mess. Vehicles and crowds crowded the official road, but it was not noisy. The adults all lowered their heads and hurried on the road lifelessly. Only a few children's voices were heard from time to time. crying.

Gao Yihuan stood up and stared at the gradually clear figure, "Go, find a few people to come over and ask the scouts to make sure if there are Tartars chasing after you!"

"Haven't arrived in Xinzheng, the Tartars won't be here!" Wang Deren couldn't help saying.

Gao Yihuan frowned and said, "There is a flat river in the east of Henan, and the Tazi cavalry travel more than 100 miles a day. They come and go like the wind, so we have to guard against it."

Last year, Abatai returned empty-handed and did not bring much food outside the customs. The Qing government's plan to buy food in the customs was disrupted by Gao Yihuan, and he lost more than 100 million taels of silver in vain.

Throughout the 16 years of Chongzhen, the Qing court hardly obtained much food from the pass, and the result was that people starved to death.

By the beginning of the 17th year of Chongzhen, the famine in Liaodong was already very serious. Although the Eight Banners did not starve to death, many of the hundreds of thousands of slaves abducted from the pass starved to death.

Dorgon's promotion of soldiers from all over the country to enter the pass to win the trip is also related to the predicament outside the pass. However, after the Qing army entered the pass, the problem of food was still unresolved.

Except for a small part of the military rations of the Duduo South Road Army, which was allocated by the Qing court, most of them were maintained by looting.

In July, after the Qing army crossed the Yellow River, Duoduo sent out his cavalry and began to loot everywhere.

People in Zhengzhou, Xinzheng and other places panicked and fled when they heard that the Tartars were robbing food and killing people.

At this time, the soldiers on both sides of the official road, seeing the miserable appearance of the people heading south in panic, were a little nervous and watched them pass quietly.

The common people looked timidly at the people and horses on both sides, like a flock of sheep passing through a pack of wolves. The women picked up their children one after another and headed south as fast as they could.

At this time several old men were brought before Gao Yihuan, they knelt down and wept, "Commander, the Tartars burned, killed and looted, please ask Commander to save the people!"

Gao Yihuan quickly helped the old men up, and comforted them: "Don't worry, everyone, this commander led the army to the north, just to drive away the Tartars and protect you."

Gao Yihuan asked, "Where are the villagers from? How did they meet the Tartars?"

An old man cried, "Reporting to the commander, the villain is from Meishan, Zhengzhou. The Tartars burned the village and robbed the food. The villain escaped by hiding in the ditch outside the village, but the villagers all I've been killed~~"

Several other people also saw the Tartars, or the Tartars slaughtered the nearby villages, and fled in panic.

Gao Yihuan turned his head and asked, "Where is Meishan?"

Jin Shenghuan looked at the map, "Thirty miles south of Zhengzhou."

Gao Yihuan frowned slightly, the Tartars had already passed Zhengzhou, he pondered for a while, and looked at the old men, "My fellow villagers, this commander is going north to meet the enemy, so you continue to go south, the Runing government will help you, give you Prepare food and tents, everyone can rest assured and don't despair."

After hearing this, several people felt a little calm in their hearts, and they all praised the handsome benevolence and righteousness.

Just as the old men left, a scout was brought in and knelt down on one knee, "Please refer to the commander in chief. The cavalry from the Tartars to collect food has appeared in the south of Zhengzhou, and Zhengzhou is very likely to have been captured by the Tartars." .”

When there were refugees and reports from scouts, Gao Yihuan couldn't help but become serious. Before he arrived in Zhengzhou, the Tartars had already appeared, and Duoduo's mighty force might be hard to resist.

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